Anonymous Tue 03 Sep 2024 04:52:46 No.68829525 Report

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>>68829349
BoySchizo route E4.1. Wesley E1s after Nona moves out to college and his unspecified illness gets the better of him.

Anonymous Tue 03 Sep 2024 06:39:43 No.68831391 Report

Quoted By: >>68831521

>>68829525

>It's worse. So much worse. Even more than the last few times. It's been ramping up. Thoughts of being alone, being worthless and a drain just won't leave. The voices found a gap in my armor left when Nona did.
>I'm ready but it's an absolute nuke. I shake and tremble as the inside of my head screams at me.
>She's off with a new guy. Never loved you in the first place.
>I try to rationalize, to choke this down but it's no use. The best I can do is get somewhere closed in. I move from the living room up to my room. Safe.
>I get no further than the stairs as it ramps up.
>You're alone. No one likes you. Not mom, not dad and certainly not Nona. Why else would she leave?
>It narrows my vision and beats my heart fast. I have to do my exercises. I have to ride this out. It ramps further and harder, now just a few paces from my door.
>She's telling everyone your secrets. About me. About how horrible you actually are.
>I force with all my might and make it inside my room, closing the door behind myself. I wait for the rooms soothing effect but suddenly the inner voice takes a smug tone. This isn't safe anymore.
>Remember when she was here? Won't ever be again.
>Everything around me drops. I fully hyperventilate and have to grasp at my chest. Where do I go? I have to find somewhere I can calm, can ride this out. It's not here. Fuck.
>I stumble back into the hall and the voice laughs a cackling and evil laugh. It knows I can't fight it right now. It's ready and has been planning this. It doesn't hold anything back.
>They hate you. All of them. Judee, Heather, Annamaria, Karl, Nona. They're all waiting for you to die. Waiting for you to stop dragging them down.
>I force myself into the upstairs bathroom and find my way to the toilet, the strife emptying my guts inside of it. The retching is tinged with more insults.
>Worthless. Useless. Burden.
cont.

Anonymous Tue 03 Sep 2024 06:48:30 No.68831521 Report

Quoted By: >>68831544

>>68831391
>I grasp hard at the sides of my head. Painfully hard. The voice doesn't quiet at all.
>You can do right by them. There's a way out.
>No. No god. I won't. Nona made me prom-
>The girl who's off in college getting railed by every man in her dorm?
>STOP!
>I shoot up and pant, sweating and staring at the wall. I'm offered no pause, no break. The biggest push yet.
>You shouldn't have been born.
>I shake.
>You're broken. Unfixable.
>Tears start to flow.
>There's only one choice you can make that matters anymore.
>I plead in my own head as my hands shake. No I'll be okay. I have to be.
>And yet here we are. You want to have to show this to Nona?
>I can't stop my mind from slowly being pulled. Riding into acceptance. Into the answer it wants me to find.
>You're on a time limit. She can live a happy life without you but if you parasite onto her happiness when you go it'll just leave a wound. You want that? To hurt her?
>I shake my head no.
>Then rip the bandage off now. We know this was going to happen eventually. Spare her from it. A kindness.
>I start to calm. A sense of finality takes me. I can at least stop being a burden. Stop passively hurting those around me. I focus and listen.
>The kitchen.
>I follow the voice downstairs and right into the kitchen. Dad's at work and mom's busy outside.
>Any will do.
>I grab a knife and look over it. Not mom's favorite. I pick again, this time a small paring knife. It's enough. I'm more relaxed than I'd ever been before. No more fight, just progress.
>Upstairs bathroom. Make it easy to clean up.
>Right. I do as instructed and make my way all the way up and into the bathroom, discarding my clothes and running the shower as I get inside. Knife in hand.
>The voice goes quiet. I feel it instructing my hands. I sit down and close my eyes, focusing. Nona's face is presented to me. Goodbye.
cont one more.

Anonymous Tue 03 Sep 2024 06:49:44 No.68831544 Report

Quoted By: >>68831570 >>68831666 >>68831704

>>68831521
>I find the vein and open it, both arms. It's a cold and searing pain but it quickly goes numb. The hot water feels so nice on me as I lean back, relaxing. Peace takes me. The voice rests a hand on my shoulder, confirming this. I start to feel myself fading off to sleep, gently. I focus on the quiet pattering of the shower on the tub.

Fin.

Off now, was fun /snoot/